Far off in the distance thunder rolls
Scent of the air changes,clouds darken
Wind becomes harsh, gusting and howling
Bending the trees,leaves ripping away
And the rains come, and my tears fall
Standing in the middle of the field
Tears and rain mixing, lightening flashes
A scream rips from my throat
The grief and pain too much to bare
Screams drowned by the roar of thunder
Hands shaking, knees weak
Dropping to my kness, tears flowing ceaselessly
My body shaking as it lays upon the rain pelted grass
Sobbing as the grief continues to build

*stalks in and kicks the doors and lets out a roar*

VENGENCE SHALL BE MINE SO SAYETH THE MOONCHILDE!!!
HURT,HARM,DISTURB MI FAMILLIA AND THERE SHALL AND WILL BE BLOOD TO PAY!!

Beautiful piece

smoked too much, slept too little, played until my fingers bled.

Lettin my walls crumble down..got no need for them anymore

Get my horns removed, get my hooves trimmed, file down my fangs to a socially acceptable length

Simply beautiful, so full of love.

A touch upon her shoulder
She looks up into your eyes
What she feels is plain to see
The desire for you burning just beneath her surface
You pull her close, breathing in her scent
Your lips touch hers, she sighs deeply
As if she has been waiting her lifetime for this kiss
Lips part, tongues collide, every nerve so aware
Breathing becomes one, your fingers tangle in her tresses
Her hunger for you evident , as she pushes against you
Needing, wanting ,desiring to be closer to you
To feel your skin against her own
Nothing matters in this moment but this desire
You moan as she wraps her legs around you
Pulling you into her, turning from demure woman
Into a desire driven siren, her need to feel every movement
Every thrust, every pulse, she howls with delight
As you drive deeper into her, digging her nails into your flesh
Raking them down your back, her head thrown back
Eyes closed, back arched, her cries echoing in the air
You thrust into her harder and faster, driving her over the edge
Release, sensuous liquids rush forth, you howl now, holding her tightly
Passion subsides, curled tightly together, laying in a heap
Desire spent but love remaining...

Beautifully written, yet so sad

Thank you

thank you ever so much arcadefan

Perhaps a little Van Morrison this morning please..Into The Mystic

Coffee please, light n sweet...and perhaps a paper??? There used to be a gentleman here every morning who had the paper , a lovely delightful young lady would often hide it on him until she was through with it....

Burning flames
Passion consuming
Licking teasingly at flesh
Singeing as it kisses thine lips
Sweat dripping causing flame to sizzle
Crackle and pop, desires growing ever hot
Intertwined burning as one
Smoldering gently
Becoming ash
Wind blows softly
Lust spent as if it never was

I know, oh yes I do
I know that secret you're holding back
I can see it in your words
I can see it etched upon your face
The way you speak, the way you write
I know, oh yes I do
I know that secret you're holding back
So afraid to let the world know
Much less the one it is intended for
But I know, oh yes I do
I know, for I have been enlightened
I can see what you long to say
I see it every day
Push those fears away
Fear not rejection
All you have to do is ask that question

Scent of the sea upon the air
Cry of the gull fills my ears
Walking through the sands
Sun beating down on my skin
Changing it from pale milky white
Into a golden bronze shimmer
Flowing tresses stirred by the gentle breeze
Softly singing as I walk on
No set destination
Just wandering , where ever my walk takes me
Picking up a small rock
Slipping it into my pocket
Caressing it as I go
Touching time and history
Feeling at home in Mystic

Beautiful and sweet

Good night Scotty

Good night Izzie, gosh I have missed you girl!!

not yet

it is vaguely familiar